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Radiolarians II
Medeski Martin & Wood | Indirecto Records (2009)


By Doug Collette







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Notwithstanding the noir ambience of the closing cut, a piano jazz trio reading of "Baby Let Me Follow You Down," Radiolarians II assaults more than it insinuates. As such, the basis of Medeski Martin and Wood's long-term concept—road-testing new original material prior to recording it in the studio—manifests its virtues more readily here than on its first installment.

Far from the brisk but cerebral likes of its predecessor, this second edition features more than just a dollop or two of pure aggression. The threesome temper their attack with the comfort of the groove, but that's not to say this is a sequel to Shack-man (Gramavision, 1996)—Medeski's Hammond is prominent only near the end of "Amish Pintxos"—or that tracks like "Flat Tire" don't find MMW demonstrating its unusual uncanny grasp of dynamics. The hammering of bass and percussion gives way to Medeski's comparatively mellifluous acoustic piano, the main motif of the album in general, and the transition is almost jarring.

It's the first of a series of such abrupt instances. The quick syncopation at the end of "Flat Tire" maintains some familiarity, not to mention the sense the trio has fine-tuned this music, but not to the point of sterility. Radiolarians II boasts a self-sufficiency that informs the music with novelty in the best sense, so that hearing Wood use the bass bow is an apt alternative to an outside string section that might not be so directly in tune with himself and his band mates.

The inspired logic extends to the album as a whole, not just within individual tracks. The sequencing of the 10 cuts is such that "ijiji" is a cushion—at least to some extent—from the dizzying momentum of earlier tracks. "Dollar Pants" is deceptively simple and deliciously so. With the spoken word interludes wafting in and out of the multiple keyboards, percussion and bass, "Chasen vs. Suribachi" suggests more vividly than any other track just how artfully MMW is retooling its aesthetic—and, thereby, reinventing itself as a band with its Radiolarians series of recordings.



Track listing: Flat Tires; Junkyard; Padrecito; ijiji; Riffin' Ed; Amber Gris; Chasen vs. Suribachi; Dollar Pants; Amish Pintxos; Baby Let Me Follow You Down.

Personnel: John Medeski: keyboards; Billy Martin: drums, percussion, transistor radio; Chris Wood: bass.

Style: Funk/Groove


http://www.allaboutjazz.com/php/article.php?id=32594
 
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Δεν είναι ακριβώς now playing...

Τον κρατώ όμως. Τον κοιτάζω. Τον αγγίζω, τον μυρίζω, αγγίζω το χρόνο που έχει αφήσει τα σημάδια του επάνω του.
Πάει, πέρασε η μπόρα....η έξω εννοώ.
Πέρασε όμως; Με τρομάζει η σιωπή.
Αλλά δεν θέλω και να την ταράξει τίποτα.
Γι αυτό, έτσι θα μείνω. Θα τον κοιτάζω, θα τον αγγίζω.

Αλλά δεν ξέρω αν θα γίνει now playing.
 
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Ludwig van Beethoven: Piano Sonata No. 15 in D, op. 28, 'Pastorale'

Δεν μπορώ ν ακούσω τίποτα άλλο ανοϊκέ μου γέροντα φεύγοντας κάθε φορά από κοντά σου. Κουβαλάω τα μάτια σου, αυτό το βλέμμα του δαρμένου σκύλου που δείχνει πως έχεις πια φύγει. Ισως μόνο το 1/10 αυτού που ήσουν-αυτού που θα θυμάμαι και θα κουβαλάω από σένα, κατοικεί πια μέσα σ αυτό το σακί από δέρμα το γεμάτο κόκκαλα. Αυτού που με άνδρωσε και με διαμόρφωσε, αλλού θετικά κι αλλού, πιο συχνά, αρνητικά - σε αντιπαράθεση πάντα προς εσένα.
Ασπρο εσύ; Μαύρο εγώ.
Κόκκινο εσύ; Ροζ εγώ.

Το χέρι σου αναζητούσε το δικό μου, σήμερα που ήρθα να σε δώ.
'με γνωρίζεις πατέρα;
σφίξε μου το χέρι αν με γνωρίζεις'
το έσφιξες. αδύναμα. σαν μωρό.

το 2ο και το 3ο μέρος με είχαν στοιχειώσει φεύγοντας.
ειδικά το scherzo (allegro assai).
Δεν σου άρεσε ο Μπετόβεν.
Αναγνώριζες την αξία του βέβαια - αλλά κύρια απ αυτά που είχες διαβάσει ή ακούσει γι αυτόν.
Αλλά αυτό το scherzo! Σε μάγευε.
'Εσείς θα κάνετε αυτό που δεν μπορέσαμε να κάνουμε εμείς!' έλεγες.
'θα παίζει αυτό το κομμάτι και τα κορίτσια θα χορεύουν στους δρόμους! Κι όλα θά'ναι ωραία και τόσο, μα τόσο κόκκινα. Σαν αίμα!'
 
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Μια εξαιρετική mezzo που πριν κάποια χρόνια είχαμε την τιμή να την ακουσουμε στο μεγαρο στον Alexander Nevsky. Μετά το τραγουδι της κάποιοι συναδελφοι χορωδοι εκ Ρωσίας έκλαιγαν...
 
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Κιτρινισμένο...λίγο.
Απ' τα χρόνια...λίγο.
Απ' τους καπνούς των αμέτρητων τσιγάρων...λίγο.
Άγριο σαν το θυμό.
Rage.
Rage.
I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
 
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I said: I love Symphonic Music. There's power, passion, intensity....

He, didn't say a word.
He only put this on the player:

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I said: I hate trumpets, cornet and clarinets! I hate "Jazzy" jazz....too much noise.

He, didn't say a word.
He only out this on the player:


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I said: I don't like swing anymore. Has nothing to do with swing, but I hate big blue eyes....

He, well, he didn't say a word.
He smiled and put this on the player:


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...it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing......


and then, I said again: I feel blue, I wanna dance!

He didn't say a word.
He only had this sardonic smile while putting this on the player:


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sing, sing, sing, with a swing....



I said: But I love Rock, though.

He, didn't say a word. But he pricked me....

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I was tired. I said: n' importe quoi tu dis, moi, j' aime Baudelaire.

He said: excuse me, I don't speak French....


Well, I guess he ain't doing so much talking....

So, I'll do all the talking.

The only way I know....


If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day 'til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you